put your hands on the wheel. let the golden age begin.

Its a treacherous road
With a desolated view
There's distant lights
But here they're far and few
And the sun don't shine
Even when its day
You gotta drive all night
Just to feel like you're okay

found your bottle.

CURRENTLY:

I wear a coat of feelings and they are loud.

balance beaming brightly

as we assemble our words
and thoughts
and ideals
and plans for the future
into our little boxes that we keep them in
for safekeeping
i'll pick one out
that i've held onto for ages
and thought about
and i'll hand it to her
timidly
but like i planned it
(which i totally did)

she inspects it
she wasn't expecting this
(but totally was)
she sighs
and says with a little bit of a chuckle in her voice
"oh, you."

and that's all it takes.

st. valentine's day

for those of you that were with me last year,
you know that my valentines day was probably one of the greatest nights of my life.
well.
fuck that.
its about to be replaced (in four weeks) by something better.
someone better.
the best.
my heart flutters with anticipation.

insomnia

this is how i feel.

when you have insomnia nothing's real and nothing's fake.
i just want to cuddle with someone special.
maybe that's what's keeping me up.